Title: Some like it hot, but not me, dammit
Hot. Hot, hot, hot. Good God.
The Weather Channel claims Denver is supposed to see highs in the upper eighties this week. That's about normal for this time of year, but it doesn't explain why it's been hovering around 95 degrees in my house the last three days. Especially in the master bedroom, which, coincidentally, is where all the computers live. It can't be good for them. This worries me a bit; I don't want my babies overheating and breaking down. Although at the moment I'm honestly more worried about me overheating and breaking down. I'm on night shift until the end of this week, so I've been sleeping during the day -- or trying to sleep, I should say. It has been impossible lately. I went down to the living room yesterday and tried to sleep on the futon, since it tends to be cooler downstairs, but it didn't help much. Why do Coloradoans insist on building houses without air conditioning? Argh.
SO, I've been the slightest bit PISSY tonight, since I couldn't sleep yesterday for the heat. I've been seriously considering curling up under my desk at work to sleep today. Even with the bustle of the office going on around me, I could probably crash out better than at home. Don't MAKE me go to a hotel.
I think I'm going to have to get a swamp cooler or something, at least as a temporary measure. According to the homeowner's association where my townhouse is, window A/C units aren't allowed -- the window frames won't hold them. The other option is a big attic fan, which will require a bit more money and effort than we have right now. There must be a solution to this. I can only take off so many of my clothes.
-- marcie.
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